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“For I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God that brings salvation to everyone who believes: first to the Jew, then to the Gentile.”
bold (adj.) not hesitating or fearful in the face of actual or possible danger or rebuff; courageous and daring
Jesus gave us a mission. He told us to go out into the whole world and preach the Good News. God wants us to be bold.
When someone dies, we always cherish the last words they say to us. The last words of Jesus commanded us to go into the world to preach the Good News.
Tell me. If you saw someone who was in actual danger, what would you do?
You could walk by. Someone will save him.
“No way!” you would tell me. You would want to go and save the person’s life.
Well, there are people going to hell. And as soon as they are gone, they are gone. Forever. No second chances.
It honestly doesn’t make much sense. If we know that people will eventually die and go to hell, how come we aren’t doing anything about it?
I recently read this letter written by an atheist in a book I was recently reading (the book I’ll get to later). And this is what it said:
“You are really convinced that you’ve got all the answers. You’ve really got yourself tricked into believing that you are 100 percent right. Well, let me tell you just one thing. Do you consider yourself to be compassionate [toward] other humans? If you’re right about God, as you say you are, and you believe that, then how can you sleep at night?
Shouldn’t this spur us on to do something more?
I’m determined that we should be bold in our witness for the Lord. People don’t know unless we say something, right? If we won the lottery, we walk down the street and people instantly know that we won the lottery because our faces say so, right? Of course not!
God has shown me during the past few weeks that I should be bold. To be bold. Bold.
To be able to talk to people.
But I am dealing with a little thing called fear. But it is also called sin.
Fear is selfish. It keeps me from sharing the Good News of Christ to others. I start to think about how I will act like or feel.
But how I feel is nothing compared to someone’s eternal destiny.
I am naturally a shy person. Even sometimes I do have a little trouble deciding whether to approach my friends or not. Then when I make a decision, sometimes it’s too late. But that shyness, Mark Cahill said, can help me not shove the Gospel down someone's throat and be able to present it in a kind and loving way.
But I don’t want it to be too late for people to accept Christ. But if I keep my trap shut, then that’s another soul going to hell.
But if I’m filed with the Holy Spirit, then that should make fear far from me. If I do dwell in fear, then I am quenching the Spirit. But the Holy Spirit gives me boldness, not fear.
How else with the world know unless we say something? The people’s future is more important than our status.
And what matters more is that we are obeying our God.
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